0 comments/ 13683 views/ 0 favorites Picnic with Karen Ch. 1 By: litdave The day was warm-too warm. A hot northerly was blowing in from the Atlantic Ocean. Arising early I packed the picnic hamper with yesterday's efforts from careful shopping, placing the titbits that I knew Karen loved gently into the basket, the drinks going into a separate Esky. Calling early I found her in her usual lovely tussled state,(which I admittedly callously liked doing as she always looked very soft and feminine in the morning sun). She looked surprised at seeing me so early,but said nothing, a quick kiss then dissapearing back into her house and,feeling as though mere seconds later, reappearing as though she had just walked out of a Fashion and Beauty Parlour, the dress she wore suiting the day, flimsy,just- see-through, fluffy and very appealing, the rising sun and light winds lifting the hem enough to reveal a tantalizing glimps of long firm thighs and forbidding pleasures!!!!. We travelled for an hour or so to reach the coast, finding the foreshore not so much crowded but containing enough people to feel cramped. The day was getting hotter, the beach no place to be in the next few hours anyway. Returning to the car I studied the local maps, the clifftops in the distance were a beckoning sight but were marked 'Private Land'. Taking a chance we drove up to the nearby Farmhouse to seek permission to picnic on the clifftops. My knocking at the door was met by a gentle-looking scolarly-type farmer,enquiring as to our quest to picnic on his property he looked across to the car, from which Karen had just alighted, whereupon espying her, appeared to be instantly mesermized. Whilst I was talking to him further upon the subject of picnicing he just kept nodding his head affirmativley, I was under the impression that I could well have landed from Mars as I obviously ceased to exist in his mind!!. The Kind old Farmer helped Karen back into the car and literally ran to the paddock gate, unlocked it and waved us through. Finding a suitable spot near the cliff edge the picnic was unpacked, the contents promptly demolished, both of us made hungry by the views, the remoteness and weather. We decided to walk along the clifftop, a track made by horses being a safe bet. We started off......suddenly a wind came up out of nowhere, warm but violent in its velocity, Karens's dress appeared to disintegrate, buttons and zips giving way as though made of paper!!. The dress flew high up into the sky and disapeared in the direction of the farmhouse. Karen looked transfixed, her eyes the size of a startled deer, mine, I believe, were even wider as she wore absolultly nothing underneath, her golden body exposed to the warm wind and my eyes only!!. Making an attempt to quickly cover herself with her hands I gently pulled them away from her, tingling as I inadvertantly touched her body. Explaining that nobody was around why not continue the walk as I would keep an eye out for anything smaller than a horse that may stray into sight. The wind had now died down, the sun was making its heat felt upon our bodies. Karen held my hand tightly as we began to continue our walk. I glanced, more than once, I must admit, at her naked lovliness, admiring!! - wanting? to touch more than her hand but decency intervened, after all, she was a Lady in Distress who was braverly continuing the journey comee what may!!!. I pretended sometimes to slip and fall back, admiring her beauty f0rom behind, her legs being, as I had rightly surmized earlier, being long, slender and golden!!. After a while we returned to the car, the sun now too hot to stay any longer.Rummaging around in the car I could find nothing to cover her with so, removing my shirt, suggested that was the best I could do and to don that. That was a, mistake...sort off, but under the circumstances.....the shortness of it plus she could not do up the buttons made me weak with wanting her, she looked so angelic, fragile and oh-so-feminine I had to exert every will to restrain myself and to act matter-of-fact,dear God, any wrong move now and this vision in front of me may react and melt before my eyes!!!. We drove back to the farmhouse, the farm-owner running out to open the gate.."Guess what", he said, "a dress flew into my T.V. ariel,"looks similiar to the one Karen had on!!". As if he could not forget,thought I, plus he remembered her name even,!!'he must have studied Karen more than his accounts or cows today!! . "Come into the house, you look thirsty", We coudn't agree more, Karen alighting from the car as if, for all the World knew, it was a modelling assignment, alighting gracefully, all legs and golden skin. The farmers eyes, like ours for the third time that day, widened until I thought they would pop outa his head at the apparition unfolding before him!!. Being a gentleman, he said nothing, though I suspect that even if he tried words would not form properly anyway!! Seating us in the cool comfort of his home with a refreshing drink I was hoping to, naturally, cool down somewhat, but Karen was sitting opposite me in an overstuffed armchair that forced her to sit with her knees higher than her chest. Her legs appeared to go on forever into that sweet place, my heart pounding with indecent thoughts running through my head like an overspeeding video!!. Karen shivered slightly, 'I hope she didn't receive those thoughts', I was thinking. "I'm getting a little bit cold", she said. With that the farmer appeared as if by magic with her dress, repaired, pressed and neatly folded. Karen arose from the chair, flashes of golden thighs and breasts breaking through my shirt. 'That's the last time that gets washed', said I to myself. She dissapeared to an ajoining room, returning wearing her dresss which, now did not seem to have the same impact as at first, though she still looked utterly desirable!!. Giving our thanks to the farmer, (Karen kissing him lightly on the cheek), to which response only the Devil can answer in Hades itself!!, we departed for home, dusk now falling fast, though still hot. Arriving home I escorted Karen to her front door. "Thanks for the lovely day", she said.. 'That's Ohkay'... "Perhaps next weekend"?.... 'Love to', "Though I will probably wear Slacks and a Shirt next time". Seeing the dissapointment on my face she said" Don't worry, I will make sure they are sturdy enough to remove and lay on, the grass looked very prickly up there on the clifftops!!". This.....I thought to myself.......is going to be a VEEEERY long week!!! To be continued.... . . . . . Picnic with Karen Ch. 2 We phoned each other during the week, of course, just the usual chit-chat, but each time we talked I visioned her on that day, and imagined that she was next to me, very much in my arms. The week dragged by, I knew it would! Saturday came….Hooray!… but the weather? ….the summer seemed to have disapeared, a light rain was falling but the temperature was still carrying over, being more warm and humid, rather than cool. Nip around to the local Deli, pick up ready-made sandwiches, fill up a Thermos, get drinks out of fridge, pack it all in picnic basket…(just in case!), and head off to Karen's home. As usual, She is ready to go..'(why is that)'? I ask myself, all other Girl's seem to take forever to get ready!. Karen was, well, dressed alright, but the Slacks and Shirt I expected Her to wear had given way to a very tight top thing and a long Skirt that sat snugly on her hips..hipsters, I believe they are known as, leaving her midrif bare. She looked a million dollars, her very slim waistline accentuated by the apparel. Walking towards me from the Veranda she seemed to glide like a Swan..almost surrelistic. We kissed each other, her lips sooo soft and sweet, her eyes dancing with amusement as I gave my usual blush. "Do you do that all over, David"?, she asked with some amusement. "Really cannot help it, Karen, every time I either see, touch or kiss you, I feel like melting inside and wan't to hold and protect you ooooh soooo much"! "Now,now', Karen admonished me, "Behave yourself!, now, where are we going"?. "Well, I thought we might go back up to the clifftops, but since it's raining perhaps a trip to the local bowling alley and then the movies", I said. "OH DAVID", the disappointment showed in her voice "it's not raining THAT bad, and it's too warm to go to the movies, I was SOOO looking forward to where we went last weekend, I even done my hair different, see"? Seeing wasn't the word I had exactly in mind, she had done her hair different. It was suttle, but there again, I'm a fella and woudn't recognize a brick wall until I walked into it!, yes her hair WAS different, framing her lovely face like a picture frame, soft, and lifting slightly in the breeze, revealing a long, slender neck. I didn't say anything, just gulping a making, I hoped, an appropiate manly noise, as I couldn't speak for the lump in my throat. Clearing my throat I said 'Super', and opened the car door for her. Upon assisting her in it was then I realized that the long skirt was, in fact, one of those wrap-around things, falling open to reveal the best pair of legs in New York State, long, slim legs, flashing soft round, creamy thighs and a quick glimpse of a white, lacy g-string affair. Pretending to be nonchalent and not noticing somehow I got the door shut and behind the wheel. Driving VERY carefully, after all, who would want to damage Her!, we made our way back to the farmhouse, arriving just as the light rain stopped and the sun came out. 'about right', thought I, even He-Up-There would be watching Karen, after all, who woudn't?!!! I knocked at the farmhouse door, expecting the kindly old farmer. It was opened by a fella about my age. "Yeah"?..he said. "Umm, hoping to see the farmer, ask permission to picnic on the clifftop". I said. "He's dead"..he said flatly. "Good Lord, I had no idea"!, I exclaimed, "What did he die of"?. "Search me", the young man said,"coroner said something about over-exertion, found him in bed with a photo of a Girl taped to his kness, his dick was still in his hand." "Oh, I'm sorry", I said as gently as possible, "any idea who the girl was"? "Dunno", never seen her around these parts, probably a model or something, boy, that was some photo though, looks as though it was taken here in the farmhouse but the old man never knew anybody, let alone a Girl like that, funny….", he said, as if thinking about his words "wonder how he managed to get her into that shirt, she was really something, one thing though, according to the coroner, he went quick with a smile on his face". It struck me like a thunderbolt that the old kindly farmer had somehow managed to get a photo of Karen with my shirt on, it would be interesting to see that photo!, and had well, wanked himself to death, poor bugger!. "Anyway', the young man said, "You wanna picnic up there", pointing up towards the cliffs. "If you don't mind", I said, "Must introduce myself, Karen, she's in the car, and me, David", holding out my hand, which he firmly shook. "Yeah, no problem", he said and, for the first time, looked towards the car….and that was a biiiiig mistake! Karen had the car door open as it was now getting quite warm, and had one foot on the ground, her skirt had fallen open again, revealing a long leg and thigh. She was looking the other way, towards the ocean, and hadn't noticed. "I'TS HER", the young man practically choked himself trying to say that!."I'ts the Girl in the photo, shit, she's lovely"! "Please, don't swear, she may hear you", I admonished him. "Yeah, sorry, man, hang on a tick".He rushed into the farmhouse and re-appeared with a dog-eared photo. He showed it to me. Dog-eared, more like been through a washing machine but clearly showed my Karen in the overstuffed armchair with her knees about level with her chest. I would, under normal circumstances,have considered it funny but somehow the old farmer had taken her photo from a position that reavealed exactly what Karen had under her lacy g-string!. To say that she was lovely to date was an under-statement, she was absolutley perfect! Her clean-shaven pussy was, well,?!!, how does one describe it?. The old farmer had seen a lot more of Karen than I had!. I felt a pang of momentary rage, then jealousy, believe it or not!, as he had seen much, much more than I had, no wonder the bugger had gone that way!, couldn't think of anything better myself, if I chose to go to..well, you know! Still stunned looking, I took the young man by the arm and stumbled him across to Karen. Introducing him as the new farm owner as the old man had retired and moved on, the young man wiped his hand on his trousers and offered it to Karen, who gracefully took it and shook his hand. Getting a pitchfork I pried his hand away from her…no, not really!, but it took a bit of surgery to get him to let go!. Putting her safely back into the car we drove up to the nearby gate. For someone who could hardly stand a few seconds ago he was already there!, swinging the gate open and waving us/Karen? through. We drove up towards the cliff, looking for the same spot as last week to picnic. "Is he alright, Dave"?, Karen enquired, "he looked, well, flushed and shakey" "Yeah, he's ohkay", I replied, "just getting used to the new surrounds and scenery is all". The Sun was now shining brilliantly, the day was warming up well. We spread our picnic on the clifftops and whilst Karen admired the view, I admired Karen ??? To be continued . . . . . . . . . . Picnic with Karen Ch. 3 We ate the lot, as usual, boy, for someone as slim as Her and as skinny as me, we can certainly put it away! Tidy away the leftovers, throw it into car boot...yeah, clean it up later, after all, better things to do! Karen stands up, stretches and looks around... stretches some more and does more looking around? Appears to be satisfied and removes her top, shakes her head, her hair flailing in the breeze, she lifts up her hands and expertly moulds it into the shape which she requires, appears satisfied with results and looks at me, "Well, what d'ya think, Dave "? she enquires. Now ME, being, as you know, stupid to the degree that, as a Caveman, would NEVER reach the 5th Grade of knowing how to catch a Tynazora Rex replied, "Hair looks lovely Karen". I had to say this in a flat a voice, as I was able to summon up; after all, all I could see in my field of vision was the most perfect breasts that seem to jump out of a magazine of perfect breasts! THEY were PERFECT, and I mean PERFECT, jeez, how many times do I hav'ta repeat the word? ABSOLUTLY PERFECT, golden, rounded, nipples jutting up-to-the-sky, arrrrrgh, I wanted to grab,hold, maul, kiss, coddle,take-home-with-me, and other things I can't think of right now because I am looking at them and haven't time to write all this down, whad'ya think I am! "Yes, Karen, love the hair, just right", I says, immediately forgetting what her hair looked like in the first place, my eyes roving back to those perfect mounds! "OOOOOOOH, THAAAANKS DAVE, YOU are such a treasure", Karen squeals with obvious pleasure, "Are you sure"? "ABSOLUTLY, DARLING", I reply meaningfully, my loins groaning. Then, to my disbelief, Karen removed her skirt, twirling it around her head a couple of times then throwing it towards the car. "Ooooooh, it feels soooo coooool, the wind on my body, it's nice, Dave". 'NICE-NICE-NICE! C'mon now, it's more than NICE, it's bloody HEAVAN, it's.... Ah, well, um, oh, jeez, stay-down-boy, crikey! To see, no, better word, to take in, no, better word, to absorb.. Yeah, that's it! Karen's body clad in nothing but a white lacy thong, standing there, for ME, Heheheheh, ONLY!!!!, I would fight off the entire Federation Army! "You look absolutely lovely Karen!," I manage to grope/grasp the words and form them enough to get them past my tongue. "THANKYOU Dave", Goddess replied, "Don't mind..do you?". With that she removed that lacy thong..and no, I didn't mind one tiddly little bit! Karen carefully placed it upon the front seat of the car, along with her skirt and top. Bending over, she slightly exposed her Girl/Womanhood, her buttocks sou completely rounded that that was enough alone to, oh..so want her, enough to rush up and brutally take her from the rear that she would cry out with...pain?..no, that was not the way to treat her. I languished in the sight, her movements soooo fluid, her body so at one with nature, her curves even Michelangelo couldn't capture, my whole being aching for her, but commonsense prevailed...(yeah, Dave, YOU say!, reading this..put yourself in my shoes... people..why destroy this...being ...this...perfect piece of architecture that nature can produce, for the sake of a 2 minute whatsit), Get real, guys!. Karen turned around, flung her hands into the air... "Dave, this is perfect, I haven't felt the warm breeze on my body before", She was ecstatic!. Hrmmmmmph, so was I, looking at Karen, totally nude, shaven, Girlish...even Virginal..(Wish I had a camera Handy..you BAAAAAD boy)! "Happy", I said..(now that's a statement!) "Absoooooluuuuutly", She cried, "Dave...I want to walk with you along the clifftops". Grasping my hand very tightly she commenced to lead me along the horse trail, skipping and squealing now-and-again, her long slender legs dancing as she negotiated the 'horse patties', She was leading thankfully, I finding the whole thing most painful as my penis hadn't gone down since the whole thing started, and was now beginning to wish, somewhat, that I had joined the Marines. Karen, in her wisdom, knew that something was wrong, she turned around. "Dave...are you ohkay, you're limping", She sounded concerned. "OHHH..UHHHH,UGGGGHHH,. It's ohkay, babe, I can manage"...(MY response)! "You poor dear, where's the problem, can I have a look"?, She was most genuine. A LOOK....OH YEAH..HAVA ..HAVA ...HAVA..look? "S'ohkay Karen", I replied, lying in my teeth and forever regretting saying that, "just cramp, sort'a". She held me...now lets rewrite this..SHE HELD ME.....God. Guys/People of the Planet Earth, if Karen holds one, stark naked bonkers, then, dear people, YOU HAVE BEEN HELD...Trust Me!!!!!(and may your face fall off through smiling so much!. Struggling to my feet I put on a brave face, told my penis to goto-hell, held Karen's hand and proceeded upon our walk along the clifftops, she stepping like a thoroughbred pony again amongst the rocks and horse patties. We reached the summit, the warm wind blowing her hair seductively around her shoulders, she turned to Me.. "Dave?" "Mmmmmm"? "Lay me down, would you please?" Cough..choke...big lump appears in my throat, my mouth turns dry, and my head feels light..bulge between my loins makes it's presence known to me...ouch! "ohkay", said this as calmly as one could. If you operated on me right now without anethestic wouldn't feel a thing. Just holding her body was like feeling silken sheets, her skin was soooooo cool, and tingles everywhere upon me...held her..she gasped, her lips parting..she went slightly limp...feeling heavy in my arms...I laid her down upon a convenient patch of soft grass, her body so long..lithe.. slim.. rounded...sensual, she sighed... "Dave..I..I..Wan.." Her voice trailed off to a muffled scream as the ground beneath her gave way..she disappeared from sight, but no further sound was heard. "Karen" I SCREAMED. "Karen", I Yelled. The hole that had opened up under my Karen appeared to be a freak of nature, the lining was smooth as if with wet mud, the shaft curved downwards like a children's slide and disappeared into blackness. I did not even think about it, I flung myself into the hole, darkness closed around me, I blacked out. Chapter 5 Will I get to bonk this girl? Picnic With Karen Ch. 4 I opened my eyes, and instantly closed them, they hurt!..I rubbed them and opened them again, clearing the soft mud out, I could see, through my blurred vision, light. Rubbing my eyes more they cleared, I looked around, hoping upon hope that Karen was nearby, no need, her soft body already lay under me!. She was still out cold, her breathing ohkay...she was spreadeagled on her back, her arms and legs akimbo..'Now's my chance'..thoughts sprang into my head!, This, I cannot pass up!. Disregarding our situation I reached into my pants and pulled out my penis, which needed no encouragement, I may add, even in this situation!, I placed it against her naked womanhood, ready to give it an almighty shove. Karen stirred, fortunatley her eyes, and hair, carried no mud. She opened her eyes.. "Uh..Oh..Where...DAVE.....WHAT ARE YOU DOING!".......her voice carried only surprise. "Ummm, nothing, Princess, just trying to protect you until we figure out where we are"...(lying does not come easily to me!). Karen sat up, her figure covered in mud, hiding the good bits. "any idea where we are"?, she enquired. "Not as yet, see that you are ohkay, though, Karen, and not injured are you? Better let me check, just to make sure." I ran my hands over her body, pretending to be an expert at diagnosing broken bones and such. It was the first time I really had an excuse to do that, and made a VERY thorough inspection, doing nothing for Karen, but every thing for me, as , despite our predicament, I had no choice but to cum in my pants regardless, relieving MY situation temporarily!. Feeling better and now more attentive to our plight I helped Karen up and looked around.....the hole, or cave..as it turned out to be, led to a nearby beach, the sand a blinding white and as fine as snow, the sea, a brilliant deep blue. Taking Karen by the hand I led her onto the beach. "Oh..Dave...it's sooo lovely here, I must go for a swim and get this mud off", she exclaimed. Being a fair swimmer myself..(True :) I watched her lithe, slim body jump in. Something warned me as she did so.. "Karen", I yelled... " be careful...it is VERY deep"! I had a premonition that this water looked a bit TOO blue by the edge, indicating that it was indeed, very deep. Karen swam out, turning and twisting like a dolphin as she struggled to get the mud off. A great wall of bubbles suddenly appeared around her, she disappeared amongst them, without any hesitation,I threw off my clothes and jumped in, swimming to where she had been. My feet touched cold steel, which I felt was lifting me upwards. In a mass of foam and bubbles the mass surfaced, a conning tower filling my vision. The Submarine surfaced, revealing Karen clinging to the conning tower.I clambered towards her, and held her tightly as the sub settled on the surface. A hatch clanged open, feet were heard..voices... 'jeeze.....a mermaid, and king neptune'!. Faces appeared out of the spray in my eyes, a braided sailor looking at me/us. "You two ohkay"? ..he sounded concerned enough. "Yeah", I replied, "What the blazes are you doing so close inshore"?. " Inshore deep excercises, mate, by-the-way, no swimming togs on..eh"? I held Karen even closer to me, she was trembling like a leaf..even more so when with a clatter of feet a dozen or more sailors appeared as if from nowhere and stood looking at us/her. 'Cor..look at that' / 'jeeze, she's frigging lovely' / 'lucky fella, wish I had her', 'know what to do with that' / 'wow, what a night she would make'..the murmerings were increasing... I was just about to shout out when "Sailors, Report back to stations"!.The commanding voice belonged to the Captain of the sub. The sailors immediatley disapeared below. The Captain came down, saw our predicament and ordered a blanket, which promptly arrived and with which I covered Karen. He didn't seem too concerned with covering me, so did the best I could to cover my modesty. Hot Coffee arrived, though we didn't require it, as the water and sun was still warm, a cool drink being really what was wanted. The captain didn't really apologize for his being there at that particular time, it was just our bad luck, he said, but would order up a rubber dingy to take us back to shore. Before we knew it the bright yellow dingy had arrived, two sailors helping Karen and I into it,which did not go unoticed by me that the sailors were a bit too over-zealous in holding her, at least to me, yet still no attempt being made to cover my modesty. I felt awkward, sitting in the thing, Karen having sheilded herself from their piercing gazes with the blanket. We were taken to shore and unloaded, the sailors immediatley turning the dingy around and paddling back to the sub, which, in a matter of minutes, had disappeared over the horizon. We watched them go......in all the commotion I had not looked at Karen, but now turned to her. She was looking at me...umm..my..penis.....as if she hadn't seen one before. "What is it Karen", I enquired of her.. "Something wrong"? "David, that's the first time I have seen one of those..pretty big, isn't it"?. She said. Now people, if I have a big one then I have a big one, granted, it has been in a semi-floppy state, so-to-speak for all the time I had been starkers next to Karen over the past adventure, but not to the stage when it was ready for action! "Not really, Karen", just it's normal size", I lied for the second time that day ...may I be struck by lighning if I lie again. "Do you think we can..er..work on this subject, darling"? "DAVID...I THOUGHT YOU RESPECTED ME", She exclaimed! "Yeah, I do honey, but since you bought up the subject, and...you're so damn pretty, well..", I reached out to hold her,taking the blanket off her. Karen melted in my grasp, I kissed those lips..soooo soft, my hand cupped her breast...ahhh........the feeling of it!, my other hand wandered to her small tight bum and gently squeezed.. "David", she moaned.. "not here..pleeeease". Feeling at a loss, I granted her wish, covering her with the blanket again and, taking her by the hand, finding a path back to the clifftop, finding the car with no trouble. Karen dressed...I dressed, saying little, avoiding her eyes, which I felt were upon me all the time. Helping her into the car we drove up to the gate of the farm, the young man, mysteriously appearing to open the gate. "Didya have a nice picnic Karen"? he enquired, leaning into the window into her face. 'Damn him', thought I, 'remembers her name' "Yes, thankyou...lovely day", She replied graciously. "Cuming..er..Coming next weekend"?, the inflection in his voice was too obvious. I gave him what I hoped was a ferocious stare..he got the message, opening the gate to let us through, waving us on. Arriving at Karen's home, I opened the car door for her. She alighted. "Next weekend, Karen"?, it was a question that demanded an answer. "Dave....., I feel, well, kinda..umm..you know...after seeing you today, can we go somewhere..you know, well...different next weekend"?. "Sure Honey..anything in mind"?, I replied, my throat drying up with anticipation. "Not sure, Dave, can I think about it". She replied. "Yep..no problem..take your time..surprise me"! I said nonchalantly, my shoes full of perspiration I hoped. We kissed ..and kissed.. "Must go..I feel...funny", her voice trembled. She went into the house. I squelched back into the car, and went looking for a stiff drink! . . . . .to be continued. Picnic With Karen Ch. 5 The week flew by, the workload due to the unseasonal hot weather had generated plenty of work for me, keeping me busy until late in the evenings. I thought about calling Karen a couple of times, but due to the lateness of the hour knew that she was probably in bed, and hadn't the heart to disturb her. The answering service had a daily message from her on it, asking how things were and she would catch up with things later. Saturday came, the anticipation of what was ahead making me quiver all over. Paying special attention in the shower to wash behind my ears thoroughly, between my toes and the good bit in particular :) Check out the car..didn't want that playing up, did I!. Ran it through the local car-wash soas it looked as new. Drove around to Karens's home and knocked on the door. SHE opened it..wearing a white button up dress and sensible shoes, her hair carried a white ribbon and looked cute. She looked every inch the pure virgin..(which, of course, dear reader, she was!) "Hi Karen, you look, as usual, absolutley perfect". I meant that too. "THANKyou, Dave..you don't look so bad yourself"..her eyes as they looked at me meant that too! "Well, hrrrmph..umm..ahh..yeah,well..any ideas where wer'e going", I asked. It seemed like forever when she replied but it was instantly. Karen blushed, looking like a little girl. "Dave, my girlfriend at work has lent me her beachouse for the weekend, and..", she blushed even more, "thought that you would like to take me there". Hearing those words seemed to come from a million miles away, my head was ringing, focusing my eyes and gathering my mess of a brain into something resembling a human being I replied "Super idea..generous of your friend at work to do that for us". "She's not a real friend,Dave, just that we have worked together for a time and got to know each other a little bit, I do know that her boyfriend picks her up every day after work, he rides a huge Harley-Davidson 'bike, Mandy, that's her name, and him go everywhere on that thing." "Whatever turns them on", I said, "Now, whereis it, this beachhouse, do you have the keys?". "No need, Dave, the place is isolated, Mandy's boyfriend owns it, and the locals know better than to go near it or touch anything. Mandy' gone to some sort of concert with him this weekend up-country, and won't be back until early Monday morning, apparently." "Fair enough", I replied. Karen handed me a hand-drawn map, check it out with the local map and find it is a good 2 hour drive up by the beach. We set off, Karen taking an interest in the new scenery and chatting away as each new curve in the road revealed something new to her. We arrived on the top of a hill and stopped. Finding the gravel road down to the beach-front house was a bit hard but backtracking a few yards finally turned up the narrow groove made by the Harley. The car straddled the groove, bottoming a bit but getting safely down to the house..house?.....more like a typical beach-shack, I thought, until we pulled up at the door. It was surprisingly well-maintained, fresh paint and a solid structure. Opening the door was another surprise, as that door must have weighed a ton, being very heavily constructed and solid. The windows were spotless, carrying heavy draped curtains which completely darkened the room when drawn, all-in-all, a very cosy place! I opened the car door for Karen and gathered her up in my arms. She squealed with delight, "Dave, were' not married you know, you don't have to do this"! "Maybe, but only right that I should carry the virgin to the sacrificial bed". She giggled, and carrying her inside found that the place was only of one room, huge ceiling beams,large armchairs and an even larger bed. Laying her gently upon it she looked into my eyes, I looked into her eyes which were glistening. "OH Dave", she whispered, "I love you". "I loves ya back Karen Darling", I said, trying to make light of the situation which was getting out of control very quickly. I kissed and petted her, holding her head in my hands and doing everything right. She gently sighed and laid back on the bed, stretching her arms above them. Carefully removing her shoes I commenced to undo the buttons on her dress, receiving no resistance, I gently took the whole thing off her, rolling her gently over. Kissing her some more I removed her bra, fondling her breasts for the first time up close, she looked lovely, and told her so. I held her tiny lacy thong and started to remove it. Karen instinctivly stiffened. "It's ohkay, Darling, nobody is going to do anything you don't want to happen". My mouth was as dry as a bone, my penis was as hard as one! Karen lifted her cute bum slightly off the bed, which I took as an ohkay and slipped the thong down her long thighs and over her feet, which I balled up and put into my pocket. Starting with her toes I kissed and licked my way up, finally reaching the mound of Venus, smooth, hairless, and ALL MINE heheheheh! Slipping my tongue into her started a chain of events. Karen arched her back, making it even easier for me. Moaning and sighing and squirming and making funny noises, her hands pulling my head even further between her thighs until I had trouble breathing. If Karen came, I had no idea, as my ears were jammed between those wonderful round soft golden thighs. Suddenly they relaxed and I could hear again, I cleared my head by shaking it. "... .. .. .. .. .. ..Dave"!, it was Karen speaking loudly. "Eh, ummm.. ..sorry. ... ..pardon"? I said. "I said, Dave, take your clothes off, please, they are hurting me". They were off before she finished speaking, anticipation of what was being said part of my Air Force training! "Golly, DAVE"..Karen exclaimed. No need to reply to that or even wonder what it was all about, I could feel the damn thing doing justice to the Male Population. "Now, MY turn"!, Goddes said, and, pulling me onto the bed on top of her she grabbed my penis with both hands , they looking tiny and dainty around my manhood. "OOOOH, you ARE a big boy aren't you, and sooooo nice and warm and long and thick". She was actually looking at it and talking to it like a child! "Now you behave yourself, won't you"?..... . she said to my penis. Huh,!..behave..ME?........ of course, I said to myself, it's the penis that's behaving itself, it's ME that's gonna mis-behave! Karen woudn't let go.... . .(who's complaining in the back row?!!!!) she started to kiss it... ... .. .POW!!!!!! I came like no other other, it being a complete surprise to me!, wave upon wave of lights ran before my eyes, my head spinning, my whole body on fire. It seemed like hours, but was probably only a few seconds before my eyes focused enough to see if I had caused any damage to Karen. Fortunatley I had narrowly missed her completely and had hit the window on the far side of the room with it, leaving just a few drops on the end of my penis. Karen was still holding it, looking slightly baffled. "It sure jumped around just then, Dave, and then some. How did you do that?", she quizzickly asked. "Oh THAT, . . . just sorta man stuff"..I passed off the reply as calm as possible. "OOOOOOH, it's going soft, now that's a NAUGHTY boy". Karen was still talking to the thing as if I never existed! "I can fix THAT, I'm sure", she admonished the thing again!!!! . .and . . .she placed my penis . . .yep guys . . MY PENIS! AGAINST HER PUSSY!!!! Instantly it rose to the occasion, even bigger and better than before, as it was now very swollen! "Darling", I said, the inside of my head throbbing like a deisel engine, to say nothing of my dick, which kept in tune!, "you please let me know if it goes in too far, won't you, tell you what..say 'When', and I will stop". "OhKay", Karen said lightly, and, with the lube still sticking to the end of it she pulled it in!!! It slid in oh, so easy... . . .aaahhhh, I relished in the feel of her, and it was only just beginning.. . .aaahhhhhh, this WAS heavan . . . aaa . .uh? "When" "Sorry Darling, what?".. "When" I looked down, if it was in one-and-one half inches then I was born in Scotland. "I'm sorry, Darling, but it's not in yet"! the hurt showed in my voice. "Yes it is, I can feel it, and it feels big". A statement from her. "Darling, we are both supposed to enjoy love-making", I said, "and I havn't even started yet, there is lots more for you to have and lots more for me to enjoy". "It's big", she said. "Look, love, I am not even trying, hava look, there's heaps to go yet. She looked, and surprise was evident on her face, as unknowingly she still had both hands around it, and could see there was still plenty of slack to take up, in a manner of speaking! "OH DAVE, I'M SO SORRY", and she was by the look on her face! She removed her hands, which reduced the width of my dick by about 2 millimeteres. "OH, your'e right, Dave, that feels better"! she said "OhKay..carry on then"..she smirked at me..I began to thrust. "When" "Whaaaaa"!??? "When" "Darling... . .ummph". She placed her hand over my lips, I started to suck her fingers, get her mind off the subject..no good. "When... . .Dave." I stopped and held position and did a recognoture of the territory, I had managed another half inch or so, give or take a sixtheenth of an inch. "Darling..too big"? I enquired consolingly. "No, Dave, I just felt something different happening, is all", she said. "Umm, your'e supposed to Honey, it gets better as one progresses, believe me". I said, though I wondered for an instant that Monday morning may come around before Karen had taken a couple more inches, or we may both starve to death before she had accepted the lot! "Oh, I see,", this naked Goddess said, looking very sexy and childlike. "Then, Dave..carry on"!..she smirked again. 'Is she this innocent or is she just playing me along', I thought to myself, but knew that deep down I was the first, so may as well play it cool, after all, she was some prize! I thrusted again, gaining about another half-inch into her... . .Karen started to breathe heavy, short and sharp, her tiny hands grasped my bum and she began to dig her fingernails in. 'This is more like it'! I thought.... . . . the phone rang. Now this phone I had just given a cursory glance upon our arrival, after all, I had my hands full!. It was a very old Period Phone, the type that is huge, with a handle on it, and you speak in one end of it and talk in the other..you know the type?, and it was solid brass and very heavy and sat on the bedside table, which was a bit flimsy, and when this phone went off the table vibrated and the floor shook and one couldn't avoid not hearing it, and I was busy and the damn thing rang in our ears, and I pick it up. "YEAH"..I yell. "Is Karen there". A female voice on the other end. "YES... . .and she's BUSY, whadda wan't."? I was veeery annoyed, and it reflected in my voice. "Oh, this is Mandy, tell her to leave. .NOW" "Why"? "Drug Squad on the way, will be there soon, tell her, leave NOW"!. The phone went dead. I look at Angel, seductivley spread out before me and weigh up the situation, deciding cowardness is better part of valour. "C'mon, Darling, havt'a leave, now, will explain later". I give her a hand to get her off the bed and help her into her dress, I throw on my trousers and shoes. "Where's my thong, Dave"?, she starts looking. "Never mind that, Lovey, buy ya some more, here's your bra, now pleeese, let's go". Pick up rest of my clothes, grab her hand, shove front door shut and put her in car. Scrabble back up driveway to road and pull up on top of cliff overlooking house. Turn engine off. "Were safe now, Honey, apparently your friend Mandy's boyfriend must be involved in drugs, the squads on the way, that was your Mandy warning us about a raid on the place". "Well I never", Sweet innocent thing said " She never told me much about him" "May as well wait until they've gone", I said, "as any movement on this road maybe taken as suspicious" Didn't have long to wait, just made it. Two black cars aproached slowly, found the driveway and crawled up to the house. They stopped. Two men got out of each car and opened the boots and produced what looked like from this distance long handled sledghammers. Two went around the back whilst two remained at the front. As from some signal they simoultanously began demolishing the doors, wood chips flying everywhere. "Dave..why are they doing that"..innocence said curiously. "Because, my Dearest", I said in the best mature voice I could muster, "they are policemen of sorts but not in the brain squad, it woudn't occur to them to see if the door was unlocked first. With both front and back doors now only useful as toothpicks the men disapeared inside, followed by more sounds of the sledgehammers going to work. "What are they doing now, Dave"? Oh Gorgeous Curious One said. "Probably looking for evidence, though I doubt if they will be able to tell the difference between drug powder and furniture by the time they have finished, c,mon, Love, were'e moving.". I drove down to the nearest town and found a Café shop. Completing dressing myself and Karen freshening up in the Ladies we sat down to coffee and sandwiches. "Sorry". I said, looking into her eyes. "For what, Dave"?, she said. "Stuffing up our first attempt at making love, Love". I looked sheepish. "SSSSSSHHHH, somebody may hear you!", she looked around, but the café' was empty. "wasn't your fault Dave, and you know it." "Well, anyway, did you like it..our first attempt, I mean"?, I enquired. Karen looked around the café again, and under a couple of tables before answering. "Well, I, that is, I was just beginning to, well, y'know, Dave". "Mmmmmmm, get the drift, Princess", I replied ..grinning, "wan't some more"!? "DAVID, your nauuuuuuuughty"!, she exclaimed. Looked around room and under tables again, appeared to be satisfied and said "Wouldn't mind"! "Ohkay, Darling, I will try and arrange something for next weekend which is NOT near the ocean, seems like a jinx to us"! Karen laughed, the tension leaving her, "Right-on Dave, don't know why, but you and I, looking back, havn't had too much luck when we try to, ummmm, love each other."! We strolled out of the café into the sunlight, hand-in-hand. "Dave",? "Ahuh" "I'm not wearing anything under my dress"! "Your's, Darling"?. I pulled the thong out of my pocket, knew it was there, had been fondling it all the time we were in the café! I held it above my head and waved it around. Karen laughed and struggled with me to retrieve it, giving in I handed them over. "Can I put them on for you"? "DAVID, you are a NAUGHTY boy"! Yeah.... . .so smack me! To be continued..